In Athens these days it is easy for a man to achieve prominence. If he has a scratchy pen, a crumpled piece of lined paper, and a coffeehouse table to lean on, he has only to write out a declaration, cross the palm tree courtyard, dash up the steps of the Areios Pagos (Supreme Court Building) and hand his paper across the attorney's desk. Presto! he has created a new political party. When he gets back to the coffeehouse, he will be no longer plain Dimitrios but, instead, "Mr. President" of the party....
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